Pillow Talk

[PurpleMage]

Sereba was one who took pride in her trade, both inside and outside of a wrestling ring. While inside she was a methodical and one could even say cold, calculative machine who worked in a way that led to optimization, to make a rival feel so much pleasure that they wouldn't be able to fight back, overwhelming her rivals while taking as less sensual damage as possible. Outside of the ring things were quite different though. It was true that Serena was a demanding lover, but when her expectations were met and she got into it she could be considered a pretty thoughtful partner in terms of the exchange.

So far Terrell had exceeded her expectations for the night in several ways and in some aspects it looked like their tasted complimented each other: the man was apparently enjoying Serena's slow treatment and the blonde got to take control as she liked to end things in control, it made all easier for her to work on her arousal and on her reaching climax. Terrell's hands were adding some interesting layers to their exchange when he started caressing her. Serena would lay her own hands on her upper back as she let Terrell do while the both of them enjoyed that caressing session while the blonde focused on her hips bucking and rhythm in the middle of some heavy panting.

When Terrell mentioned the pain on his ribcage Serena felt a little bad about it. Could it be that she had gone too far in her submission moves? She took mental notes of that. "Damn it, I wasn't expecting to get too carried away. Hope I'm making out for that now..." After some more thrusts Serena let out a louder, short moan and her body shook as a jolt of pleasure coursed it. The blonde fell forwards so she would now rest on her arms so Terrell could enjoy the sight of the woman riding him. "Fuck, I'm getting close again. Come on big guy." After these words Serena's bucks remained the same in terms of contact and intensity but their speed became a little bit more frantic as she maximized the pleasure of Terrell's cock inside her, panting and moaning searching for a final release once again.

[DSX93]

"Oh, y-OOOOH!" Terrell's tongue would be caught in the "cat's" grasp again, and it would be a few moments before he could pull his head up from underneath the invisible, intangible waters of pleasure that he was drowning in. But the moment he opened his mouth to speak would be the same moment Serena fell forward and brought them closer. Body to body, her bountiful chest mushrooming against his muscular, faces coming within inches of each other.

And he was right back to being speechless as they locked eyes yet again. But Serena would have her answer when his arms wrapped around her, one hand sliding down to grip her perfect ass when she announced that she was about to go over the edge again. After taking some time to acquaint himself with this new pace, he would sync his movements with her, bucking his hips upwards to meet her halfway as she came down on him with the help of the hand he had on her, driving himself deep inside of her.

The other would slide into position at the back of her neck, pulling her in for a deep, passionate kiss. He closed his eyes, moaning into her mouth as the intimacy of the moment took him underneath those waters again, putting him on the fast track towards another climax of his own.

[PurpleMage]

Serena grinned to herself when she noticed how Terrell's words choked inside his throat as soon whenever Serena would slowly buck her hips against him. That was going both ways though as Serena made sure that Terrell's cock would hit all of her sweet spots, eliciting pants and moans of pleasure that were getting out of control for the blonde.

The Siren was pretty proud of her ability to take control or the situation even while hitting the sack, allowing herself to reach the most amount of pleasure posible, but that night control was shifting back and forth, Terrell showing lots of initiative now and then and those moments felt as exciting as any in the night. The man was also a kisser and he showed it in the several times he locked lips with Serena, who would do some tongue-wrestling with him.

When Terrell decided to take things to the next step, wrapping her arm around her and bucking his hips back at hers, maximizing the contact and hence the pleasure, Serena felt herself crossing the point of no return. The blonde managed to stave off an prgasm at that instant, only prolonging the wonderful feeling of pleasure. Serena suddenly broke their kissing as she straightened herself straddling Terrell harder, feeling herself edge while wanting to ride him to orgasm. "Oh, Terrell. Yeah... yeeESH AAAHN!!!" Serena whipped her head backwards, her hair flailing, her eyes fluttering and her body trembling in ecstasy as she came hard once again. Her pace wouldn't falter though, her hips bucking wildly as she wanted to give him the best night in a pretty while.

[DSX93]

Just a little longer...

Just a little longer!

Terrell was at his absolute limit, and hanging on was even harder than it was the first time. His weakness had been found and it had been worked masterfully. Serena's every movement felt like it would be the one to make him erupt again and trying to hold it back was quickly driving him insane in...the best way? The worst way? What were the right words to ascribe to this experience?

Torturous, but it wasn't negative.

Whatever the proper terms were, Terrell continued pumping his hips up into her, hoping for an encore -- another moment where their bodies reacted as one and they revisited the Promised Land together. As hopeful as he was, he knew that he wasn't getting her there first.

And he kept going...

And going...

And going...

And then that sex goddess straightened her posture on top of him, golden locks flipping about perfectly as she threw her head back, calling his name. It was a sight straight out of the climax of a passionate love scene in a film. A divine sight that robbed him of his ability to withstand this for any longer.

"Serena!"

Terrell believed that he'd already reached the zenith of that mountain -- experienced the very pinnacle of orgasmic bliss, but somehow, she'd managed to take him even higher than she already had just a few minutes ago. And just before his mind went blank, overcome by the sheer power of the moment, he realized: He'd only just happened across the tip of that iceberg.

Phenomenal.

He lied there, utterly spent this time. It would be some time before he could get enough air back into his lungs to be capable of speech again, but when he did, that would be the word that he used to describe how that felt.

"Phenomenal."

The man was downright dazzled, and he wouldn't have been able to hide that fact if he tried.

[PurpleMage]

Thinking about it with some perspective one could think it was just a matter of fate. Serena and Terrell had been teasing each other for the complete duration of their match. The two of them had found an enticing chemistry that pulled each one of them towards the other, and recognizing that Serena didn’t want to let an oportunity for a good night go to waste. The very moment Serena’s interest was piqued and her advances were received in a positive manner made obvious what the Siren was going to pursue. She liked that man’s attitude so much that she wanted to see how his attitude was while being ridden, and it had been exactly there where that night had taken them.

Going back to the current moment, Serena remained in position when she noticed Terrell going nuts all over her as he hit orgasm just seconds after her. That man wasn’t hiding how he was feeling and Serena could appreciate that. Something that turned her off in men were those new stoic kinda wave of men who would go with a “too tough to handle” attitude acting like they were the next big thing. When dealing with a man, Serena liked fucking like crazy until both of them were exhausted, but she also wanted her partner to show signs of this. Silent partners for her felt like being fucked by a mannequin.

As Terrell’s energy gave signs of fading now that he came, Serena would finish riding her last waves of pleasure, her hips jerking a couple more times while she let a low drawn moan before she would just crawl to her side on her bed, lying on her back, her golden mane sticking to her sweaty body. “F-fuck, that was good...” she said with an out of breath voice, panting to allow her breathing to return to normal, her chest quickly rising and lowering while she silently basked in the afterglow of her climax.

[DSX93]

"Magical."

That was the word to describe this. All of this, from start to finish. Fumbles and all. Hell, those fumbles only served to demonstrate exactly how perfect tonight has been. Terrell understood now: This is what people mean when they talk about the stars aligning.

He moved on pure instinct, following Serena when she moved to lay on her back and took her in his arms again. The next few minutes would pass in a peaceful silence as he laid there with her, eyes closed, enjoying the best high he's had in a long time. And he hadn't even needed to take a single puff of anything.

After those few minutes had gone by, he would begin..."God, I've never..." How to say this? "No woman has ever given it to me like that before. That was...just perfect." He leaned in to kiss her on the cheek. And another. And one more on the lips, if she was up for it. There just wasn't any getting enough of this woman. "No wonder you're a sexfighter. You're amazing."

[PurpleMage]

For some minutes Serena would lie spent on the bed. The intense sex session had indeed exhausted her and it looked like Terrell needed some rest as well. They would just enjoy the afterglow of orgasm for some minutes, lying next to each other and just basking on the sensation for a while.

Terrell would be the one to break silence, not before giving Serena a pucker up on the cheek. Man that dude was sweet, and even if that wasn’t something of Serena’s taste it wasn’t out of place now and then. Receiving Terrell’s remarks, the blonde decided to joke around a little. “Well, that’s because there aren’t that many women like me.” A snarky giggle would get clear that she was joking. “But believe me: this has nothing to do with the sex wrestling thing. I try to always make a difference in what I do in the ring and what I do in the bedroom. But you, you were like a beast. A gentle, nice beast. I enjoyed that...”, said Serena while returning her gaze to the ceiling.

[DSX93]

She was joking, but she wasn't wrong. There really weren't many women like her in the world, which only made Terrell feel all the more fortunate to be here with her like this now.

"I'm glad you enjoyed this too. I was hoping that I could make you feel at least half as good as you made me feel, because..." In the absence of words there was mirthful laughter. "Yeah."

He joined her in the ceiling gazing, not really looking at anything in particular. Just relaxing.

Man, this bed was comfortable. It felt like he could fall asleep in seconds if he went ahead and closed his eyes.

After thinking on her response to him -- about how she separated what she did in the ring from what she did in the bed room -- a question would pop up in his mind. "How did you get into that? Sexfighting, I mean."

[PurpleMage]

Serena smirked when she noticed Terrell taking lightly her haughty remark over herself. The blonde could swear that nothing was capable of truly getting that man angry, or maybe he was enraptured by the mind-bending fucking session from before? The man was nice and always worried about her well-being and that in some way felt good, but then Terrell asked about Serena’s past and the Siren raised an eyebrow. It wasn’t as if she was secretive. Yeah, the blonde had endured some hardship but that didn’t mean it was baggage to her. “Well, not to be gloomy about it but I grew up in an orphanage, and when you get out at 18 it’s a complicated situation to say the least. I got out and well, I was hot and first I tended bar for some time but it was shit. Then a guy contacted me. He was some sort of new rich with a kink for sex-wrestling that was mounting a fledging site for that so I dove in. The beginnings were strange but the guy was legal. Everything was strictly professional and he paid well so that’s how it started. Sorry it isn’t that exciting.”, she said with raspy voice. “What about you? How do you end up tussling against hot women’s bodies?”

[DSX93]

Terrell had the feeling that her story was a lot more troubled than she put into words, but he left the matter be. "Hey, if you're worried about whether or not you have an exciting backstory, you've got me beat. I'm just some dude." Which makes this whole thing all the more dreamlike.

As for how he ended up here? Not just here, in bed with a woman who's at least one entire realm out of his league, but in LAW in general? After being told of her growing up in an orphanage and having to provide for herself after aging out of the system, it didn't feel right to keep it to himself anymore. "A good friend of mine inspired me. Ryan Herrera. You might not have heard of him; before he settled down and started a family, he was a wrestler and a sexfighter, but he worked in local promotions back in Milwaukee. He saw a lot of potential in me. Enough to recommend that I give LAW a shot, straight-up. He even offered to train me when he wasn't busy with his family. I was happy with just being a fan, though.

He, uh...He died a couple months ago. He was just out on a walk with Chelsea and the kids in the park, then he had a stroke. Paralysis set in, he fell back, hit his head on the concrete...Then a few hours later in the hospital...That was it.

After his funeral, I went and got myself a mask and some ring gear. Some recruiters were holding try outs in Milwaukee, so I applied for that and managed to bullshit my way through somehow. After I signed that contract, I quit my job at Gamestop, and here I am now.

This was the last thing he asked of me before he passed. He believed in me. Believed that I could make it all the way to the top, so that's what I'm gonna do my damnedest to accomplish. Getting that Middleweight title, the Openweight title, if I can...You know."